Aunt MJ's Farm - Day 2 – Dawn’s Discoveries - Sex Stories

Aunt MJ's Farm - Day 2 – Dawn’s Discoveries

... rebellion could be—how easily one could find themselves baring not just their skin but also their soul under MJ's masterful hand—she quietly resolved to tread carefully. But still, a part of Bella couldn't help but wonder what lessons she too might need to learn.

As much as the physical pain overwhelmed him, it was the relentless teasing that brought tears to Taylor's eyes. Shame and forbidden arousal intertwined within him, creating a complex mix of emotions he struggled to understand. The tears that sprang unbidden were a manifestation of both his intense shame and undeniable arousal.

When MJ finally ceased her punishing pace, Taylor's body was flushed from a combination of exertion and emotional turmoil—a soft sob caught in his throat as he tried to regain composure. But it wasn't just the pain that left him trembling; it was the constant friction between MJ's thighs that had pushed Taylor dangerously close to the edge.

Pre-cum dripped from his throbbing erection, leaving glistening trails on both her thighs and the floor below—a visual testament to his desperate state. Aunt MJ's keen eyes didn't miss this sign of impending release, prompting her to decide with calculated precision to halt before Taylor could reach climax.

“Stand up,” commanded MJ sharply as she released her grip on him abruptly. Although his legs felt shaky beneath him, Taylor obeyed without hesitation, understanding that Aunt MJ had not yet decided if his lesson was truly learned.

With ...

... slow movements, Taylor rose to his full height before them both. His erection stood proudly at attention, rock hard and throbbing with need. Beads of pre-cum still clung to the tip, glistening in the dim light of the room. The evidence of his arousal was undeniable, as drops of his excitement continued to drip from his engorged member onto the floor below.

Aunt MJ's expression gave nothing away, her features meticulously schooled except for perhaps a subtle hint of satisfaction at a job well-done—for the time being at least.

“Now turn around,” she directed with an imperious tone that allowed no room for debate. “Let us see what lessons you've learned today."

With Taylor standing vulnerable and exposed, his punishment displayed in the reddened flesh of his behind, MJ leaned in for a closer look. Her eyes scanned over each welt and mark that her own hand had administered—a job done to her strict standards.

“Come here, Bella,” MJ's voice held an instructive note, summoning her daughter to join in the inspection. “Take a good look; this is what happens when bad behavior meets firm consequences.”

Obedient but hesitant, Bella approached with delicate steps until she stood beside her mother. The sight before her evoked a whirlwind of complex emotions stirring within her chest—curiosity, concern, and a strange mix of attraction and guilt.

MJ reached out gently, fingers tracing along the heated skin of Taylor's backside. Each touch was light, almost tender—a stark ...